Overwhelmation

I just got a note from one of my followers (one of the three) that he noticed that I had missed a couple of days of blog posts and that some of my posts were shorter than normal. He asked if I was running out of material. I think my problem is quite the opposite, I have too much material. You see, every morning I read the newspaper and I am overwhelmed by all of the retards in the world. It’s staggering. You have political parties sniping at each other about non-issues, media sensationalizing everything and very little concern for other humans by anyone in power. I sit and I read and my mind is filled with foolishness to the point of overload. The human brain was only designed to hold so much information at any given time and my memory isn’t what it once was to begin with. To my friend that was concerned about me running out of material, don’t worry, new material is written for me daily…

I’ve come to find out that my 15 year old son has been reading this blog. He came to my wife the other day and asked her if she was for the Manatees or the Polar Bears which I discussed in a recent posting. I am not sure if good things will come of him reading my thoughts. I mean, I never had this type of insight into my father’s mind when I was his age. Heck, I’m not sure that my dad and I really even spoke when I was 15 years old. As I recall, I spent my time either in my room or out of the house. For the most part, the things that I spent my time doing were either constructive or harmless. So on the one hand, I had an upbringing where I had little communication with my parents and I (hopefully) turned out OK. I hope that now that my son can read up on some of my thoughts that I don’t upset the father-son relationship and wreak havoc with the natural progression of things. By him knowing what his dad is thinking a little more, will it hamper his development into a good human? It’s strange that only 15 or so years ago, this type of thing would only be possible for a guy that kept a diary and his son sneaked into his bedroom and read it secretly. Things certainly have changed.